Meet our old fishing boat who was the most trustworthy sea vessel a family could ask for… Lovingly referred to as “The Fazer.” He essentially made it through the war, thousands of kilometres on cottage highways, cruised in countless lakes and rivers and was the trusty water craft that 3 generations of our family skied, tubed and wake boarded behind.
My Uncle Steve bought “The Fazer” back in 1988 and took my dad the year after to buy a better motor. Uncle Steve told my aunt that my dad had bought the motor so he didn’t “get in trouble.”
In his prime, “The Fazer” was “too fast” and “too scary” to learn how to ski behind. We would crawl under the front cover and wait for a big wave (“butt crackers”) to send us flying when we least expected.
At the end of his life we would cheer if the motor started and race for the seat that still had the back attached.
We’re still sad that kids these days won’t know the joy and danger of sitting in the boat while our parents trailered it back to the Marina DOWN the highway (photo proof taken above).